It’s called Negative Space, and it’s playing at London’s New End theatre. Writing in The Stage, Jonathan Lovett has more:

A missing child is one of the most devastating events in the history of a family. Not knowing if they’re dead or alive induces a form of paralysis that corrodes its sanity as they wait forever for some kind of closure.

As do we all. Grab an ice-cream and bag of Revels – save the orange ones for good causes. Are missing kids your bag? Go on:

Set in the same year as the disappearance of Madeleine McCann, Sternberg and Wayne’s bold attempt to portray the grief of another distraught family is thoughtful and provocative, even if it ultimately fails to mine too deeply the pits of emotion such a tragedy provokes.

Is this play needed given that the Our Maddie story has been turned into a soap opera and latterly a series of courtroom dramas? Can tyou spot fact from fiction, real from imagined?

On an appropriately grim fairy tale of a set – doll’s house, twisted papier-mache, black as soot dresses – plays out the story of forever 11-year-old Callie (April Pearson), last seen standing outside her music teacher’s house, waiting for a lift home.